1 I’m not your best friend

Summer 2023: Key Entry 501

I don't when my feelings began.

We were in high school and I thought I was happy just being your best friend and your next store neighbor. So who am I talking about he's a boy I knew with hair that could of been made out of lemonades my lemonade boy.

Spring 2014: Key Entry 1

My name is Keyshia Knight-Malcom but I go by Key. I'm a sophomore at Waverly High School 5 foot 6 with dark brown skin and short blackish brown hair that's straight and reaches my shoulders. I have soft bangs in my face that I evened out myself. A few hours ago however I was wearing my hair up in a bun and a short bodycon black dress with straps and a deep v. I've been yearning to write down how

I've been feeling since I got home. it's been off night My best friend Mace went to the spring dance tonight with his girlfriend Nasha she kept insisting that he get her fruit punch or that they dance on the dance floor every time I came around them she made it so I wouldn't be able to talk to him. As the night went on My boyfriend Grey ditched me after we got into a fight and he left me.

I started crying in the parking lot outside the school gym where the dance was held and Mace came up to me in a creamy white suit with a long black tie and told me with a soft smile "Key don't cry for anyone it's not you."

I had no idea why his words affect me emotionally but I remember throwing my body against him grabbing his neck hugging him as tears stained his copied paper colored jacket as he held me. This rising pain in my chest was healing with every pat on my back he gave me.